I'm watching you from the back of the room.
You're making me smile.
You reason like a child, which is to say you try to bend reason to your will.
And she too, makes me smile.
I watch her guide you patiently away from fire.
Do you know, she almost mothers you?
Think about that.

In time you will be grateful for the way she kept you whole.
After all your songs are sung, you'll see that she was always acting for your love.
It takes a special kind of person to protect you from yourself.
And that she is the one calling you special...
Think about that.

I know it hurts,
I know you struggle for control.
I want you to try to understand that you are lucky.
You are lucky.
Think about that.